"According to legend, this is a peerless fierce god refining the natal magic weapon, when promoted to the extreme, it can kill the gods and demons, it is one of the most terrifying murder weapons in heaven and earth, and the refining method has already been buried in the grave of the years, how can anyone still be able to refine this rainstorm god needle! ”

"Heavy rain punishes the divine needle, the king of Hades is now in the weakest moment, see how he can block the attack of this murder weapon, he wants to cross the catastrophe here in person, he is really looking for death. The Rainstorm Divine Needle, the edge is infinite, and legend has it that no matter how strong the defense is, it will be difficult to resist its attack, and it will be completely penetrated. shè on the body, even the physical body and soul will be annihilated in an instant. ”

Some monks who had existed for a long time saw the dense needles in the void, and their pupils contracted violently, and they couldn't help but let out bursts of unspeakable exclamations one after another, and in their voices, there was an unbelievable divine expression.

Whoosh!!

Countless dense rainstorms and divine needles tore through the vacuum like lightning, as if they were directly shuttling through the void, quickly covering Yan Fusheng's entire body completely under the violent needle rain. In that scene, there was simply no area to dodge. In less than a breath, countless needles have completely appeared in front of him.

For a while, the strong aura of death was approaching madly.

Wow wow wow!!

At the moment when countless needles were about to penetrate his body, from Yan Fusheng's body, a sharp and hoarse terrible crow cry suddenly pierced, and even if the monk heard it, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable irritability and panic, as if there was an unspeakable bad luck wrapped around his body.

Crows chirp. Not even the thunder in the void could be suppressed.

Then, a pitch-black divine light burst out of Yan Fusheng's body like lightning, and black lights intertwined, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye, condensing, and directly seeing that what enveloped Yan Fusheng was a huge Dharma Statue.

It was a pitch-black raven.

Two pitch-black claws landed on the Blood Throne and rose upright. The head was raised high, as if it were not a crow, but a proud phoenix. The two huge black wings, like two arms, snapped forward and hugged each other, protecting their entire body under the wings. The pitch-black feathers flickered with the breath of death.

It's as real as it gets, and it shines like a substance.

In the eyes of the Raven Phase. The cold gaze stared at the countless needles that swept in.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

In an instant, there were countless dense sounds. Like cháo water, it burst out one after another, and the invisible and transparent milli needles pierced the crow's tough feather feathers like lightning, the feathers were extremely tough, but the needles were even sharper and more terrifying, and in just a few breaths, the pitch-black feathers were pierced by the milli needles.

Although the milli needle broke the feather feather, it was a pity that the power on the milli needle penetrated the feather feather. The strange was exhausted, even if Yan Fusheng's body was close to support, it couldn't fall on him. One by one, the Divine Punishment Needles continued to fall to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were densely covered with a layer on the Blood Moon Platform.

And imperceptibly, the slightest strange devouring power was transmitted from Yan Fusheng's body without warning, and these divine punishment needles were silently sucked into the body along the pores around his body.

At the same time. On the right hand, the speed at which the palm of the hand transforms into a glass crystal is imperceptibly faster and faster. In this moment, except for the five fingers. One-fifth of the palm has been transformed into a glass crystal. Transformed into an innate immortal reincarnation.

The dense rainstorm was really like a raging storm, piercing the entire Dark Crow Law Phase.

"Tsk, what a powerful rainstorm god needle, but unfortunately, this is just a copy, the highest material used is only a heaven-level spiritual material, the time to refine it should not exceed a hundred years, although it has reached the level of a ninth-order magic weapon, but if you want to have the terrible lethality of the rainstorm god needle to destroy all things, and the god to destroy demons, it is not something that a small ninth-order magic weapon can spy on, and even the magic power of this 'robbery' - the crow prison can withstand it, what kind of rainstorm is this rain god needle. If you want to kill my master, it's still far from it. ”

The Dark Crow Law Aspect also collapsed on the spot after the Heavy Rain Divine Needle was completely finished, and at this moment, a pitch-black crow stood proudly on Yan Fusheng's left shoulder, a pair of eyes didn't know why they were closed, but with the rotation of its head, vaguely, it seemed that everything was completely under its eyes.

On the pitch-black feathers, there seems to be a mysterious texture intertwined with gray gas.

Let its body always be shrouded in a kind of death and evil atmosphere.

The faces of the monks who were swept by the crows changed one after another, and they only felt a terrible feeling that their hearts were beating and that the end was approaching.

"The crow, the legendary crow really still exists, and it will still appear here, recognizing the king of Hades as the master. What kind of cultivation it is. ”

"Even the Rainstorm Divine Needle can resist it, even if the Rainstorm Divine Needle is really only a ninth-order magic weapon, but when it explodes, its power, even if it is the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm, or even the power of the Soul Condensing Realm, will turn into a sè on the spot, forcing it to be like a snake and scorpion. ”

"No wonder Hades dares to cross the catastrophe here, it turns out that there is still such a hole card in his hand. However, with so many of us monks here, would we still be intimidated by a raven? If it really wants to spread out, we monks in the yang world will not have the face to see the same people from all directions. ”

In an instant, a monk, although shocked, but did not feel too surprised, with the means of Hades, if there was really no preparation, he dared to cross the catastrophe alone, defenseless, that is the real strange thing. At this moment, the crow came out, which made some monks secretly relieved in their hearts.

If you are not afraid of the light, you are afraid of the dark.

If it is placed in the open, there is naturally a way to resist and a way to deal with it.

"What a crow, today is when you and Hades die, eat me a piece of sand!!"

At this moment, a middle-aged red-robed monk with a fierce face sneered in his mouth, and the light in his hand flashed, and suddenly, a red-skinned gourd instantly drilled out of his body and fell into his hand, the gourd was red all over, like a red-hot soldering iron, exuding a scorching aura. If an ordinary monk held it, even his hands would be scorched on the spot.

"It's the old devil of the red sand, he has always been hidden in the sandbar, but he didn't expect to be born, this old devil is fierce, often plundering monks, under his red sand gourd, almost even the bones can not remain. ”

"Look at the old devil of the red sand, this time he is going to attack the king of Hades. I don't know if the crow can resist the attack of the old demon who has reached the Five Tribulations. ”

Syllable!!

Just when a large number of monks were secretly watching, they saw that the red sand old demon sneered and stretched out his hand and gently patted it on the red gourd three times, and the gourd suddenly glowed with crimson divine light.

The gourd soared into the air, and its mouth was facing Yan Fusheng, and a burst of red light erupted from the gourd.

Whoa!!

Countless red sand sè quickly gushed out from the gourd, and the hot red sand burned the void into red, overwhelming the sky, splitting heads and brains towards the blood moon platform where Yan Fusheng was intensively swept in.

It's like a rolling red river. Swept.

Between the collision of red sand, there was a red fire, which was extremely strange and terrifying, it was a red sand storm, it was a red flame in the sky, and it was going to burn the sky and boil the sea.

Even the vitality of heaven and earth has to boil.

From the gourd, gusts of wind erupted, and the wind helped the sand, and for a while, the entire void was covered with red sand, as if it was swept into a terrible sandstorm.

This red sand can be described as vicious, it is the red sand old devil in the underground sand layer of the sandbar, with a unique method, the sandbar has been burned for thousands of years, the forged ninth-order spiritual material Chiming Sand collects, and then the Chiming Sand is continuously refined, put into the hole of the earth fire, undergo the quenching of the earth fire, and refine the evil qi of the earth. For another nine days, it was tempered with thunder and fire. Shengsheng refined the quality of this Chiming Sand to the Yellow Rank quality, gathered it together, picked a Xuanhuo gourd that grew in a 10,000-year-old volcano, and refined the Chiming Sand and Xuanhuo gourd together to refine a mouthful of Chisha gourd.

Collect Chiming sand from the continuous sandbar, smelt a large amount of Chiming sand into the gourd, and with the help of the earth fire in the gourd, ri's ri's tempering, year after year. It can transform the Chiming Sand into a more domineering Red Flame Sand. Let this red sand gourd be promoted to the level of Tongtian Lingbao.

Even so, this Chiming Sand is also extremely vicious, not only contains the poison of the earth evil, which can defile people, but also contains the poison of thunder and fire, which will immediately be invaded by this fire poison, and eventually turn into ashes, or even poisonous water.

"Chimingsha, I dare to be presumptuous in front of your crow grandfather. ”

The crow was arrogant, and when he saw the red sand sweeping from the sky, his eyes were full of disdain, and his head was raised high.

Let the red sè sand sweep in.

The two pitch-black wings suddenly opened, but they did not rise into the air, they were still standing on Yan Fusheng's shoulders, their wings spread, and they immediately flapped their wings towards the swept wild sand.

Woooooooooooo

Suddenly, countless strange textures on the feather feather were shining at the same time, and the intertwined textures hooked the invisible rhyme between heaven and earth. With the flicking of the wings, a pitch-black wind rose violently on the ground. In the black wind, there were countless terrible howls, which seemed to be the sound of a monk falling, which made people feel cold all over their bodies.

The black wind is together, and the sky is dark.

In it, there is a smell of death.

Collided with the red sand in the sky, there was a strong explosion sound, an indescribable yin cold air gushed in the black wind, and the red flame in the red sand collided fiercely, the ice and fire were incompatible, and there was a fierce explosion sound on the spot.

This is the coldness that comes from death.

Raven's Magical Power - Wind of Death!!

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